Working Title part 2Several hours later Seth lied on the couch in his mothers basement half a sleep waiting for Kay to show up. He soon heard footsteps upstairs and groggily raised his head as he heard the basement door open and footsteps rushing down the stairs and saw Kay still in her uniform Hey Kay whats up? he asked tiredly stretching out his arms and was answered by Kay proceeding to beat him with her purse You asshole do you have any idea how much trouble you got me into! she yelled Ow, ow Im sorry Im sorry. he said as she continued to hit him You could have gotten me fucking expelled you douche bag! Oh my god when my parents find out! she finally stopped hitting him after a few seconds of incomprehensive yelling her face red as she stood there taking deep breaths in and out. Kay Im sorry I really am okay? she remained silent still lividly angry at him Okay you dont wanna talk but at least sit down.
Working Title 1On a sunny spring afternoon a skinny boy with black hair, trip pants and Ramones t-shirt sits in the branches over looking the all girls privet school watching the girls change classes as he rested in the shade. His time there is short lived however as he almost fell out of the tree from shock after hearing his name called by a familiar voice Seth what the hell are you doing here you perv. He looked down seeing a girl with long black hair, wire frame glasses and the school uniform. Nothing much
he said jumping down from the tree and landing on the other side of the fence
just checking the campus, Im thinking about transferring. he finished with a smile on his face. She sighed and gave him a light punch on the arm Youre an ass you know that? he only shrugged as he lit the cigarette he had been keeping behind his ear Ugh I hate when you fucking smoke. Seth laughed Its not like you have to kiss
The Detective Chapter TwoI dont like my clients coming to my office. Matt said lowering his gun I apologize we tried to contact you earlier but there was no answer and seeing how time is a factor my boss demanded we find you. the man explained Your boss, so your not the one who needs me? Well no but I don
Take me to your boss. Matt interrupted I beg your pardon. Your boss take me to him. Mr. Araya I cant do that hes a busy man and I can answer any questions you may have. Matt sighed You said time is a factor in the case and I dont take any cases unless I talk to whoevers paying me first got it? He asked giving the man a cold glare I
uh, oh very well well bring you to him. As the man and Matt left his loft the hallway was full of men dressed exactly like the one who had spoken to him. Your boss sure likes to keep his messenger pigeons safe e
City Streets 2Streetlights and payphonesHeadlights and stop signsCop cars and drug dealsPark benches lie empty on the city streetsCrack pipes cause guilt tripsAnd acid trips end in jail cellsFaceless strangers hid from the worldStarless nights with cloudy skiesIs what I see while I look for some where to lie my head'For just one more night I'll call these city streets my home'Is what I tell myself as I lie my head on the concrete of an ally wayI don't know what'll happen tommorow, just hope that I wake up to see itBut if I don't at least I know I've lived my life like every one elseday by day just trying to scrape out enough cash to get by
Drugs:Such drugs these drugs, Such wonderful drugs!This drug does this, and this does what it does.So many pills on the shelves today,Many of them legal, so come what may.Side effects, strange actions, all things can be fixed!They crush up some plants and create a new mix.A drug for everything from headache to AIDS,You can take them yourself! No need for a maid.You become old and decrepit, but still living fine.Because we have drugs to save you, until the end of time.